Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 349 I have never been a simple and good child in your eyes

Every time he heard these words, his heart would instantly ripple and joy would surge into his heart like a tide, making him look forward to the healthy and lively sister standing in front of him with a smile on her face, just as he remembered.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people, and reality is like a ruthless blade, piercing his beautiful fantasies time and time again.

Whenever he woke up from a deep sleep and opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was always his sister's lifeless and thin figure lying quietly on the hospital bed.

Her face was so haggard, as if she had lost all her vitality. She looked so helpless and pitiful, it was heartbreaking.

"Xiao Xun, don't cry, don't cry... I really woke up, I'm fine. Don't be afraid. Be good... Xiao Xun, you're the best."

It was just a simple word "good", which sounded so gentle and soft, but it was like an indestructible and extremely sharp sword, piercing straight through the last solid line of defense deep in Ji Xun's heart.

In an instant, all of Ji Xun's emotions and rationality were like a burst dam. He could no longer control the surging torrent of emotions and just stood there in a daze.

Seeing Ji Xun crying heart-wrenchingly because of grief, Shang Qing felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife and the pain was unbearable.

It felt like an invisible hand was tightly gripping her heart, making it extremely difficult for her to even breathe.

In this panic, Shang Qing hurriedly stretched out his slightly weak hands and carefully held up Ji Xun's cheeks.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she gently wiped away the crystal tears that kept rolling down Ji Xun's eyes, fearing that she would accidentally hurt this extremely fragile person in front of her.

Her slightly pale lips were gently pressed against the corner of Ji Xun's eyes, trying to suck the piercing tears into her mouth, not wanting to see him cry anymore.

In Shang Qing's memory, Ji Xun hadn't cried like this for a long, long time. However, the heart-wrenching, hoarse sobbing that Ji Xun had cried seemed to have only happened during the summer vacation of his second year of high school.

Over the past year, Ji Xun has been like the green pine and cypress standing proudly on the top of a mountain, with a tall, straight and tenacious figure.

No matter what kind of storm he encountered, or what kind of difficulties and obstacles he faced, he could always remain calm and deal with everything with a calm attitude.

Moreover, as time went by and his experience grew, Ji Xun became more and more adept and comfortable in dealing with various complex problems, and could even be said to be able to handle them with ease.

However, what is unexpected is that this boy who is usually as strong and resolute as steel will only reveal the softest and most fragile side of his heart without reservation in front of Shang Qing.

But now, seeing him so sad and upset, Shang Qing's heart was filled with endless guilt and self-blame.

Those crystal tears that rolled down from the eyes continuously like a flood that broke through the dam were like bright pearls that had broken off the string, crackling and falling on the ground, forming a wet mark.

How could Shang Qing wipe away so many tears so easily?

Ji Xun was immersed in endless sadness when he felt a warm and gentle touch on the corner of his eyes. It turned out to be Shang Qing, whose lips as soft as jade were kissing him carefully.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xun seemed to wake up from a dream. He slowly raised his arms, gently stretched out his hands, and then carefully placed them on the backs of Shang Qing's delicate, white and tender hands, and lovingly covered them completely with his broad and thick palms.

Shang Qing's soft and tender pink lips gently left the corner of Ji Xun's eyes. Her beautiful eyes were filled with smiles and heartache, as warm as the spring sun. She looked affectionately at the pale and frail boy in front of her.

"Xiao Xun, be good, it doesn't hurt at all." Shang Qing comforted Ji Xun softly, as if he was still a child who needed care.

However, Ji Xun used his blazing gaze to firmly lock onto Shang Qing's figure.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, slowly forming a smile that was both poignant and beautiful, yet horrific. His lips moved softly, as if he were mumbling to himself, "Sister, I'm actually not a good kid at all... Ever since I met you, I've never been the innocent, good kid you thought I was..."

Hearing Ji Xun's words, Shang Qing's heart suddenly tightened. She shook her head desperately, trying to deny Ji Xun's evaluation of her.

Her crystal clear tears rolled down her fair and delicate cheeks uncontrollably like pearls from a broken string, drop after drop, hitting the back of Ji Xun's hand heavily, splashing tiny tears.

"No, Xiaoxun, in my heart, you will always be the most well-behaved and sensible child!" Shang Qing said with a sob, her voice trembling a little because of crying.

Hearing Shang Qing's words of comfort, filled with love and care, Ji Xun's emotions instantly became agitated. His voice became hoarse, and even a hint of tears was mixed in it. "Sister... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made you cry again... How could I..."

At this moment, tears were already welling up in his eyes, as if if he just blinked even a little, those tears that had been accumulating for so long would burst out like a flood.

"Fool! If you keep blaming yourself for everything, I'm going to beat you."

Because of this, Ji Xun's originally confused consciousness, which seemed to be shrouded in heavy fog, was suddenly split apart by a dazzling lightning that streaked across the sky.

At this moment, his mind became clear and all his thoughts became extremely clear.

He felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, his body trembled violently, and then he jumped up from the cold hospital bed without hesitation.

At this moment, he completely ignored the waves of intense pain in his stomach that seemed to tear him apart. However, none of this could stop the surging impulse and anxiety in his heart.

He was like a ferocious beast that had lost its mind and was completely out of control. He raised his right hand without hesitation and slapped his own cheek with all his strength.

There was a crisp "slap" sound. The slap was quick and hard, with a force so great that it was shocking. In an instant, half of his face was swollen and red, and five bright red finger marks were clearly visible.

However, Ji Xun seemed to feel nothing about it. His eyes were still fixed on the front, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

This sudden scene frightened Shang Qing, who was standing by. When she saw Ji Xun preparing to raise his hand to slap her face again, she quickly reached out and grabbed Ji Xun's wrist tightly, shouting in horror, "Xiao Xun! What are you doing? Stop it!"

However, Ji Xun ignored Shang Qing's cries and made no response at all. Then, he quickly turned over and got out of bed at an astonishing speed.

Because he was so anxious, he didn't even think about putting on shoes. He just stumbled and stumbled towards the ward door with bare feet.

While running frantically, Ji Xun shouted at the top of his lungs with his already hoarse voice: "Doctor! Doctor, come quickly! Help! My sister is waking up! Doctor! She's really waking up! She's really waking up! Doctor! Wuuuuuu..."

Those cries filled with endless joy, excitement and despair were like countless sharp arrows, piercing straight through the long corridor of the hospital, echoing in the air for a long time, and moving everyone who heard them.